10-year HS Reunion: To Go or Not To Go?

I still have this fantasy of being a badass rock star by the time my 10 year rolls around, and them inviting me to play at the reunion. All the people who made my life hell are of course now kissing my ass and wanting autographs, and I get up to play and play only one song. Bob Dylan's "Positively 4th Street":

You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning

You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that's winning

You say I let you down
You know it's not like that
If you're so hurt
Why then don't you show it

You say you lost your faith
But that's not where it's at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You're in with

Do you take me for such a fool
To think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don't know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, "How are you?" "Good luck"
But you don't mean it

When you know as well as me
You'd rather see me paralyzed
Why don't you just come out once
And scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I'd rob them

And now I know you're dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don't you understand
It's not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you

Thepromdate is the only person in my class that really matters, but I would probably still go just for shits and giggles. (and girl, if I'm going, YOU'RE going so don't even argue)

This thread made me think of "gross point blank"

I think I can relate anything to a john cusack movie...

Ours got canceled...we had 10 yes's, 10 no's, and like 200 maybes or could not finds

Nope won't be going to mine.
Didn't hangout with anyone from my class.
The one person I did, we still talk.

space

20 year coming up in 1985

i don't know. the ten year was fun but it was just an excuse to party, really hard.

my cousin, who i went to school with, made an ass of himself by stripping and dancing on a table. another friend ended up hooking up with an old girlfriend and weeks later married her, then a year later divorced her.

a friend and me found a cmaera in one of the hotel rooms we were cruising through and nobody claimed it so we shot the entire roll, mostly of us getting naked drunk and stoned. i don't know who's camera that was but they got some killer photos.

mostly everyone was about the same except they were either married or had great jobs (or they were lying about it). my biggest regret was not seeing my biggest high school crush. you know the Diane Court to my Lloyd Dobler. But hey there's always the twentieth.



[Edited on Jul 16, 2003 by UnclePussy]

My best friend made sure I would go. It was cool. SO many people had gotten fat. And most people were struggling as much as I. So it was a good thing.

yeah, and of course today when ive already dropped the check in the mail, i get a call from the organizer to remind me about it.

< obligatorystarwarsquote >ive got a bad feeling about this.< /obligatorystarwarsquote >

[Edited on Jul 16, 2003 by onesecondmore]

Amen.

Double Amen there. There is no one from high school I've kept in touch with, and I don't regret it at all.

I won't go unless I have something really cool to lord over everyone... like 'I run the best porn site on the net' or 'I build industrial sex toys for a living' or 'I build rockets for a living'.

i didn't go.

I can't wait for mine.

Wanna show one or two females that mocked me for not being popular that they will be stuck with dumb jock BFs who work retail at a k-mart, with beer bellys hangin over belts.

By then i should have PhD in child psych and if I keep excercising be in shape.

I know, i know, its always the dream to go and laugh at those who amde it hell, but hey, its a nice dream, and I needs me an escape from reality about now

so is that why people go? retribution?

Well, yeah.

heh, im also in a shitty mood so gave the shitty mood anwser rather than "I think it would be ever-so-fun to talk to people I have not seen in years and see how they are doing and blah blah blah"

really, i think your original answer was better.

i know, thats because it was honest one

the saga continues...

i get yet another call from yet another organizer on my voicemail asking why im not coming.

this after i called the other one and said i was going.

i should have stuck with my gut instinct. shit.